Well, I posted last Tuesday’s strip on reddit, and was consequently schooled that we probably meant “biennial” instead of “bi-annual” and that we’ve got it mixed up. Well, to our defense, we’re both not English native speakers. But, I got curious in the subject and looked it up in the dictionary. It turns out that it’s a rather confusing subject, because both definitions (twice a year and every two years) show up. The same goes for bi-weekly and bi-monthly.
Ah, English. Such a tricky language! One of my favorite oddity is “flammable” vs. “inflammable”, which, apparently, both mean the same thing. Do any of you know other funny glitches in the matrix of English?
Man, is it hot again today! We really have a serious heat wave going on here in central Europe. I’m not (really) complaining, I absolutely prefer heat to coldness. It’s just that sometimes, when it’s too hot, my brain slows down. So, as it’s currently 36°C (97°F) in my office, I can’t be bothered with coming up with a blog right now, I hope you understand! Fortunately, I can’t be swapped out with the comic artist next door!
One of the greatest things about being a cartoonist is the dress code. Or should I say the lack thereof? I sure love the fact that I only have to wear ties on special occasions, such as weddings. I also love the fact, that in my case, the job I have and the one I want are one and the same. But does anyone know about a similar rule that works for *income*?
Anyway, this rule of dressing for the job you want can really only apply in a corporate setting for people with modest goals. If you work as a garbage collector, but want to be the president, I think a pinstriped suit would probably be an impediment in your current job. Or if you work in a fast food joint but would rather be a deep sea diver.
So Chuck finally has a girl’s attention and he is reaching deep into his bag of tricks to keep her interested. It seems a lot of you wish him the best. Maybe he deserves to get lucky one of these days. The long-time readers among you know of course that Chuck has been on one or the other date before but has not yet been able to hold on to a chick for a longer time.
Bad hearing does seem to be an aviation affliction though. I think it runs in the fixed-wing side as well but I know for sure it’s affecting the helicopter side. My own family is proof of that. Almost all my in-laws have worked around helicopters and chainsaws at one point or another and none of them hear well. You should hear the sound level at those family gatherings!
It’s along the lines of …
“It’s windy today!”
“What? No! It’s Thursday!”
“So am I! Let’s have a beer!”
I am also starting to feel the effects even though I am much more careful around helicopters the older I get. I am spending way more money on better headsets and helmets now that I used to. It’s worth it! Unfortunately it doesn’t undo the damage you do as a young buck not listening (even though the hearing was better then) what to old aviators are telling you …
Oh my goodness! Has hell frozen over? Are pigs a’flying? Does the sun rise in the West? It seems that Chuck finally meets with sweet success … and handles it accordingly.
Chuck sure knows how to make an entrance, doesn’t he! Thanks again Alasdair for the idea for this strip!
According to Alasdair, our reader who wrote us with this idea, this really happened, albeit at a supermarket checkout instead of a bar. Too bad that there are no epaulets for comic artists! Or maybe I should start this fashion trend? One stripe for each comic strip that’s being published, and medals for special achievements, such as unpaid bills. I’d soon look like a third world dictator!
The real Nobu has a lot more stories about this particular subject since he has many more hours of flying helicopter tours than me. I had most of my “pukers” during fixed wing flights (among them my dear brother even) and not quite as many in helicopters. People are always surprised when I tell them that but I think with it fast moving skinny blades, a helicopter “cuts through” a lot of turbulence as compared to a stuck wing with a whole bunch of surface area for the turbulence to act on. Although, it’s been said that once you get sick in a helicopter, it will take you the better part of the day to recover. After many years of flying I have developed almost a 6th sense about spotting a puker before he or she gets in the aircraft. It has saved me from massive clean-up operations many times.
And on a side note: I have had days where I did so much flying and making so many decisions all day that when the clerk asks me at the end of the day if I wanted plastic or paper, I’m often so burned out and tired that I find myself unable to make that one more decision.
Has that ever happened to you?
Considering his skill set, Chuck really has come a long way, especially for a chicken.
But I’d venture to say it wasn’t all completely without help. Any aircraft, small or large, needs a fair amount of support to keep flying. Working for a small outfit such as Roost-Air, can be very challenging because a lot of different responsibilities fall on the few people who work there. I have been there myself. A lot of people thrive and welcome these challenges and so have I in the past, but I am currently enjoying working for a bigger outfit that has a great support structure.
Should I get bored and crave to be in charge again, I might apply to fly the Hughes 500 for Roost-Air one day. I hear they have a great mechanic over there. 😉
Always dress for the occasion! Can’t think of much else to write, because I’m totally immersed in work right now. We’re just putting the finishing touches on our new book which will be released this summer. Since all the lead time, production and delivery will take quite a long time, there is not much time left for us to finish in time. There, four times the word “time” in one sentence! I can’t even be bothered with writing decent English anymore, that’s how busy I am!